Nature Diary, Early in the morning...

The Crow sat on his preferred branch early in the morning as usual.. Always facing the same direction he would sit there gazing out to sea, sometimes for an hour or more. Then slowly he would spread his wings and gracefully set off on his day's journey. 
Towards day's end he would return, stay a while, and then fly home for the night, wherever 'home' might be. 
Such a peaceful way to start the day.